Beaten
Copyright© 2016 by Ahaz
Chapter 6
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 6 - Karen is living with her violent husband. Her colleagues at work have begged her to seek help but Karen can still see the man that Richard once was and is sure he will return one day. Then one day she doesn't turn up for work.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Romantic Lesbian Caution Violence
Sharri knocked on Kelly’s office door and opened the door enough to stick her head around.
“Kelly, Karen hasn’t come in this morning.” She said.
Kelly sighed heavily, “I know, I expect she stiffened up overnight and couldn’t make it out of bed.”
“I’m a little bit worried about her, it’s not like her not to ring in if she can’t work. I tried her phone and didn’t get any answer. Do you mind if I pop out for an hour and go check on her?”
“Shouldn’t be a problem. You’ve got Julie in the kitchen with you today, I’m sure she can cope for an hour. But don’t dally girl it’s going to be a busy day with the produce market on today.”
“Thanks Kelly, I’ll be as quick as I can. Thanks again.”
Sharri drove quickly on the short drive to Karen’s caravan park, more because she didn’t want to let Kelly down than any real sense of urgency. She knew where Karen lived as she had dropped her home one day a couple of months back when Karen’s car was off the road with a puncture.
She pulled up beside of Karen’s car and climbed out. Some one had smashed the windscreen, the broken glass was mostly outside the car as if it had been punched out. Sharri’s blood went cold when she saw a blood covered kitchen knife sitting on the passenger seat.
Heart pounding Sharri ran up to the door of the caravan. Terrified at what she would find Sharri pushed open the door. Inside the trailer had been wrecked, blood splatters and bloody fingerprints were everywhere. Spotting Karen on the floor of the kitchen amongst the debris Sharri rushed over to her.
Tears streaming down her face and softly calling Karen’s name Sharri moved Karen’s blood caked hair from her face. She wasn’t certain but Sharri was sure she could hear a rattling breath from her friend. Sharri pressed her ear close to Karen’s mouth and could definitely hear her breathing with a sort of bubbling gasp.
Sharri rummaged through her bag and after a frustrated search found her mobile phone. She frantically dialled 999.
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